I had a gorgeous RIR bantam roo that was possessed by the devil. He'd attack anything. I was TERRIFIED when my late Father would visit. He was severely diabetic. Had Peripheral neuropathy and had already had a few toes amputated. All i could see was Ol' red kicking the crap out of my Dad's already swollen and blue legs and my Dad dying of Septicemia.. But, my Dad would get out of the car and go sit under the tree on a bench. Red would come up and stand by him. My dad would hand feed him peanuts and that hateful roo would sit with my Dad until dark.. never bother him when he walked up to the house. Go figure. It got so bad with us.. we kept a 5 gallon bucket by the back porch we threw over that darned roo when he came at us so we could get our chores done. That roo out lived my Dad and I never had the heart to dispose of him..It was the only chicken that my Dad l;oved and when Red finally died. It hurt all over again
I can understand being so aggravated with the roo. There's an old trick that might work.. Grab him up, tuck him under your arm. Take his head.. and gently push it down to his chest and hold it a aminute. Every time he puts it back up.. tip it back down..Sometimes that works. You have to do it a few times. It's funny, I've had roos that I've had to do it so many times, as soon as you pick them up, they drop their heads...

I can understand being so aggravated with the roo. There's an old trick that might work.. Grab him up, tuck him under your arm. Take his head.. and gently push it down to his chest and hold it a aminute. Every time he puts it back up.. tip it back down..Sometimes that works. You have to do it a few times. It's funny, I've had roos that I've had to do it so many times, as soon as you pick them up, they drop their heads...
